It worked

Top row of eye lashes worked, bottom row did not. Doesn't really matter. Can't be effed to fix it today and frankly I could just keep it this way.

Just looked at my banner picture. I miss it, the tan. My legs are brown. The thing is that I thought that my tan could have been improved at that time. I saw myself as tanned but not extremely tanned. Now, looking back at that picture I disagree with myself. My new self that sees a pale ass face and a pale ass chest in the mirror. You can vaguely see my taning lines that used to be so distinct. Damn it. I want my tan back along with my skin cancer and wrinkles, my dry skin and my dry hair. It is so lovely afterall!!! Bitchass snow in bitchass cold country.

Para-pa, para-pa, pa pa ra

Je voudrais...! (alot)

It would be pretty cool if my blog was read by more people and then became Swedens Top blog or something like that. I think it isn't impossible but highly unlikely. Considering me not updating the blog constantly.

I would need to put all of my daily events in the posts, which I do sometimes.

Today is not an exception. I was up til 3 or 4am tonight just reading blogs. Nothing unusual. Then on of the blogs had pictures of food, page after page. A half an hour before reading that blog I started feeling the hunger but I resisted thinking that I could wait until the morning. Well that darn blog ruined it. That is what I get for not sleeping. The food that I ate was not healthy:

As I am writing it is a bit difficult to see, I took the matter in my own hands and tainted the eye lashes so that they match my eye brows. This is what I look like right now:

It is starting to in my eyes, is that a bad sign? Haha...

Is there an end to this???

Neither do I know how to use photoshop nor do I have it.
That is the amount of snow outside atm. There is also a snowstorm and the amount of snow has doubled since this morning. Now my question is how the hell I am going to get to Sollentuna from Älta, then to city and who knows where more. There are two problems:
1) I need to wear mascara or else I will look like Frida (that Mexican monobrow lady painter). That is a difficult task when weat snow is blowing right in your face.
2) My boots are very slippery, Zara is shit as usual.

I am going to tan! Also mom has smokes. I'd rather put my life in danger, walking through Alaska than sit here and wait all day, to smoke. (I do need to move my fat ass a little as well)

Good luck Lex!

I might be an arab afterall

As eveyone knows (and the ones who don't will know now) my eyebrows bleached in the Aussie sun and became pretty blonde. There it looked alright with the tan and all. Now in Sweden it is a dif story, the tan is slowly vanishing (going to a solarium today) and eyebrows just looked pale. I took the matter in my own hands and coloured them brows. Now they are so dark that it feels like I have grown a mono eyebrow in time period of 5 minutes. Jeez.

I also smell atm, almost as bad as Omar does most of the time.

Man maybe I am an arab afterall???

Missing you

Thank you for being by my side when this song played!

Where are we? What the hell is going on?


The dust has only just begun to form crop circles in the carpet sinking feeling.


Spin me round again and rub my eyes, this can't be happening when busy streets a mess with people


Would stop to hold their heads heavy


Hide and seek


Trains and sewing machines all those years they were here first oily marks appear on walls,


where pleasure moments hung before the takeover, the sweeping insensitivity of this still life


hide and seek


trains and sewing machines (oh, you won't catch me around here) blood and tears (hearts)


they were here first...
 
<3 One love

Something about boots and boys

Not really.
I have been absent from the blog lately, alot going on. Refurnishing the house, organizing and now my moms friend is here so busy busy busy for the next few days.
Going out tomorrow.
Still waiting on news from the uni, getting anxious now. Hopefully it will all work out, I really need to go back and finish my degree. I love it, unfort things happen and you can't be at your best all the time.

new fav song "Boots and boys" by Kesha

A can of Bundy and uni work

I wish the creativity that comes out of boredome could be easily picked up on while writing an essay. Unfortunatily it isn't. Balloon games and posing on cars, behind garbage bins, curtains and many more things becomes the number one priority. Oh so much more productive. Shannon loved it.